The Beautiful Poetry of President Trump
Can we not give this good, good man a CHANCE?
You Trump-deranged libtards and woketards and DEI-atollas just won’t give him a chance, will you? He works slavishly to re-greaten our country, and what do you do? You mock and revile him at every turn, even when, as here, he takes a short break from his efforts to protect and enrich all of us, regardless of skin color or faith, to compose a poem of remarkable poignancy.
It’s sad that you are unable to set your hatred aside just for a moment or two to appreciate the beauty of his words, the generosity of spirit they convey, as he addresses the uncertainty of the human condition as none of his predecessors as Leader of the Free World has ever done before. Did George Washington ever write anything to compare to this? Did “Honest Abe” Lincoln?
Shame on us as a nation.
The Joy of Dining Alone in Chic Restaurants
It’s perfectly peachy for them to eat and drink by yourself at Starbucks or fast fooderies, but our reaction dining alone in a restaurant with tablecloths and menus they’re handed by servers who introduce themselves is typically pity, revulsion, or discomfort, or all three at once. Newl moved out of the family home and into a de(fo)rmitory at college, I…
I do not hate him because hatred binds one to the hated object,